| Chapter Three |
| Shea: Lauryn and I began our work. She with Brian and I with Nick. Within an hour the two cute boys were dazzling young women. I had decided to make Nick a brunette. With a blond wig he would have looked too much like his original self. I darkened his eyebrows and made his lips thicker with a lip liner before filling them in with a similar shade of mauve. He protested to a bra, but I eventually won him over. I told him that he was too flat-chested to portray a woman and even though he had nice pecs, they just weren't very womanly. I also told him it was about time that he learned what we had to go through everyday. For an ensemble I chose a medium blue, three-quarter length sleeved blouse that didn't cling too tightly, but allowed his bust to be visible, and a pair of baggier khaki pants that would hide his masculine features below. When I was finished, he looked good. If I had been a man, I would have thought Nick was a woman. His "breasts" looked natural under his blouse and you couldn't see anything protruding down below. He made a natural woman. Lauryn: While Shea worked her magic on Nick across the room, I began my own on Brian. Now Brian has a very noticable jaw line, so I figured by him wearting a layered copper, chin-length wig, it would cover it. I shaded in his eyebrows with a matching copper and over-lined his thinner lips with a metalic line before filling them in with a similar shade. He, too, protested to a bras but finally gave in when he saw that Nick had complied with the request. I tucked Curves into his bra and he seemed impressed with the results. He was even more impressed at how feminine he looked after he was dressed. I let him pick out his own shirt and he decided on an orangy, mock turtle neck blouse to compliment his vibrant hair. A baggier pair of blue jeans completed the look. He looked good. "I never knew I made such a knockout!" Nick commented, staring at his new figure in the full-length mirror. "Me either!" Brian agreed, doing the same. They checked out every inch of their newly formed bodies, ogling their feminine features and running their hands down their chests. "Boys! Knock it off! If you do that in public, people will think you're a couple of perverted nymphomaniacs!" Shea stated, slapping Nick's hands away from his breasts. Just then AJ walked into the room. "Hey, girls! Who are your cute friends?" he asked Shea and me as he sauntered towards the new Nick and Brian. "I guess you pass the test, boys," I said to them. "What?" AJ asked. Nick and Brian turned to face AJ. "AJ, I'd like you to meet Nicole and Breeann," Shea said, introducing Nick and Brian to AJ. "Oh...my...God," AJ whispered. "Nick? Brian? Is that you?" he asked, reaching up to touch their made-up faces. "Hands off, big boy!" Nick snapped in a high falsetto, slapping AJ's hands away from his face. "Christ! What are you two doing?" AJ inquired. "We are going to Disney World and with this get up, we definately won't be recognized," Brian explained. "It was Shea and Lauryn's idea. Pretty neat, huh?" "Sure, Breeann," AJ chuckled. "Well, you ladies have a nice time," he said before leaving the room, still laughing to himself. "Shall we?" Nick asked, offering his arm to Shea. "We shall, but unless you want us both to look a little queer, I suggest I not take your arm," Shea replied. "Oh, yeah. I'm Nicole now," Nick reminded himself, once again using the falsetto. Shea: Disney World was a blast. Nicole and Breeann fit right in as "one of the girls" and didn't once even attempt to blow their covers. Not even when a couple over-muscled men tried to pick them up. They just brushed them off like Lauryn or I would have done. To tell the honest truth, I think they rather enjoyed being women. But I don't think they are considering life altering changes. After Disney World we all decided to go out for dinner. Now usually the Boys can't dine out without being stared at or constantly being asked of their autographs, but this wasn't the case with Nicole and Breeann. We got to enjoy our dinner in peace without the endless interruptions. On the way back to the Studios so Brian could pick up his car, Nick made a pass at me. "Have you ever wondered what it would be like to kiss another woman?" he asked me. I figured he would want me to kiss Lauryn to satisfy his own sexual desires, so I said no. "That's a pity. I was hoping to kiss you right now," he replied. I laughed. "So that's what you meant! I thought you were just being a typical man," I stated. "So is that a yes?" he questioned. I nodded before mashing my own lipstick covered lips on his. It was pure heaven. Just what I had imagined kissing Nick would be like. Only I didn't think he'd be wearing lipstick. Nick Carter: I think I threw Shea off with my question. But it all worked itself out in the end. I received my kiss and Shea got to see what it was like to kiss another woman. Even if I was only a woman on the outside. Shea is terrific. A great friend who I believe I could easily strike up a relationship with. Our sense of humor are almost identical and our interests are basically the same. "Do you want to come see where I live?" I asked. "Of course," Shea answered. After we dropped Lauryn and Brian off at his BMW, Shea and I started the drive to my Tampa home. "It is beautiful," Shea said as I pulled my Durango into the circular drive. I don't want to brag, but I think that I have done fairly well for myself. I own a modest, three-story house by the ocean with an attached two-car garage. It has four bedrooms and just as many bathrooms, an elegant living room with a spectacular view of the water and an electric fireplace set in a brick mantle. "Thanks," I said back. I opened the garage doors to park my Durango and Shea spied my Prowler sitting inside. "Do you ever drive that thing?" she asked. "No, not much. It's more for show if anything. I kow that sounds stupid and like I'm just showing off my money and face, but it's my dream car. If anything happened to it, I'd be devestated. It's custom built just for me," I explained. "Then I don't suppose you'll want to drive me back to the hotel in it," Shea said, sticking her bottom lip out. "Oh. I suppose it needs to be aired out," I gave in. That look. Why does she have to give me that look? I think I would walk through the fires of Hell if she asked me to as long as she looked at me that way. A smile appeared on Shea's face as I said those words. "Thank you, Nicole." Brian Littrell: Here I am. Sitting next to one of the most beautiful women on Earth and I'm not doing a damn thing about it. I could be like the average male and slide my hand over to her exposed thigh. But that's just not me. I won't take advantage of her or try anything unless she sends me a sign indicating she wants me to. But I can't read her. She's got one hell of a poker face. I'll give her credit for that. What if I kiss her and she doesn't want me to? Then I'll blow any chance with her as well as lose the friendship that is developing between us. Better play it safe and stay on my side of the car. Lauryn: I am so confused right now. I thought I was sending all the right signals to Brian. But either I really suck at it or he just didn't notice. Maybe he's not interested in me at all. Maybe the little gestures and the touching are all in my head. I never thought I'd want Brian to kiss me. Kevin is my favorite. But he fails to acknowledge me too. What am I? Repulsive? Flakey? Or just really bad at flirting and catching a guy's eye? Screw it. I don't want to think about it right now. "And since Shea isn't here, I guess I don't want to talk about it right now either," I said aloud. "Unless I want to talk to myself." I ran warm water into the Jacuzzi bathtub and turned on the jets. "Hot tub for one," I sighed before sinking down into the bubbles. "She's off having one hell of a time with Nick while I'm stuck here alone. Just me, Mr. Bubble, and VC Andrews." |